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letra de different - pouya

[chorus]
well, they been looking at me different (yuh)
got me thinking, maybe i’m trippin’ (trippin’)
some of the homies gone and missin’
well they been looking at me strange (yuh)
things have changed ever since i started rappin’
these b-tches don’t love you, they just want the fame
well, they been looking at me different (yuh)
got me thinking, maybe i’m trippin’ (trippin’)
some of the homies gone and missin’
well they been looking at me strange (yuh)
things have changed ever since i started rappin’
these b-tches don’t love you, they just want the fame

[verse 1]
i done told you, there’s no stopping me
follow me, this my prophecy, stackin’ up the monopolies
three b-tches on my property, never practice monogamy
ain’t n0body as hard as me (yuh) and my b-tch bad like the economy
f-ck them labels that wanted me, independent, i’m proud to be
it’s okay that you doubted me, got yo’ b-tch on the side of me
ridin’ round in that p-ssenger, feelin’ like i’m a scavenger
boutta commit a m-ssacre, ducked off in the challenger
i don’t see no compet-tor, eat the p-ssy like edibles
you wifin’ a ho? you must be smoking that medical
suck ’em, f-ck ’em and let ’em go
baby bone gotta let you know (let you know)
you g-ssin’ em hoes like you workin’ up at the texaco
it’s time to double up, went to the casino and f-cked it up
i lost it all, but it’s all good cause i’m with my dawgs
they gon’ hold it down, we don’t f-ck around
like a version virgin robe, we gonna lay it down

[verse 2]
everyone around me changin’ by the second (yuh)
i remember in school, i couldn’t stay up out detention
not to mention csi, now you see me, see it’s i, makin’ moves, the prize is mine
dropped out of school and i’m doing fine
i remember what you told me, homie
now you acting h-lla phony, homie
i guess you never was really my homie, homie
why you front like you had my back?
back the f-ck up, now yo’ b-tch back, i’m behind that (oh yeah)
back it up like a pickup truck (b-tch)
he still talkin’ sh-t? we gon’ f-ck him up (yuh)
don’t worry ’bout a thing, baby bone, i does my thing (yuh)
got yo’ eyes wide like you going insane
when i’m going up in it, baby, just give me a minute (yuh)
i’m feelin’ at home so why is you trippin’? (yuh)
i rep for the fla, more specific that mia
305 i reside, droppin’ the top, i’m feeling fly

[outro]
stuntin’

- pouya

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